These Butterflies
There are these butterflies
Just simply relentless
Continuing to multiply
Devouring my stomach
From the inside out
Tearing at my sides
There are these thoughts
They burn my brain
Running wild they deliver pain
With each step they sting
With each stride they sear
Simply something I’ve learned to bear
I have this heart
Beating louder and louder
And faster and faster
I fear it just might explode
A bomb, igniting my thoughts on fire
But no, a second of silence follows
A deadly sort of silence
Its stuck, it’s broken
If only for a moment
Everything is frozen
My eyes glossed over
Extinguish the flame inside me
Drowning those butterflies
Purging those thoughts
Hindering my hearts explosion
I have this thing
This weight on my shoulders
What if she succeeds?
And leaves this world
I cannot bear the pain, the burden
I fall to my knees, preparing
To be engulfed by the flames
It’s my fault
It’s my fault
